Chapter 2595: Night and Ghost Faces Are a Better Match
Any space is a place where the hoods can move, so location items are useless, and small container items are also useless. The hoods can appear in ways people can't imagine, and the hoods in the restricted zone are much more powerful than those outside. This can be seen in just a short time—ordinary people will be directly killed by the hoods, and injured players are the same. Only those who have been successfully covered by a hood and still have the ability to move will gradually be affected by it.
However, judging from the current situation, the roots inside the hoods are not that sharp. A helmet made of light metal can temporarily defend against them. Even if you are covered for a moment, there is no immediate danger to life, but it's hard to say if it goes on for too long.
"Did you come in without bringing any container items?" Xu Huo asked the contract staff. "There are so many ordinary people coming in, it's not realistic to carry them around."
Not just unrealistic—in the restricted zone, defensive items with a slightly larger range are almost completely useless. The best defensive mode is to act alone, only then can you resist the hoods coming from all directions at any time.
But that doesn't mean there are no loopholes to exploit. If the hood or protective suit is sturdy enough, you can completely ignore whether you'll be covered by a hood—but this is a last resort. It's best not to do this unless there's absolutely no other way, because no one knows whether these hoods will change over time.
"Yes, yes." The contract staff quickly took out a funnel-shaped item, first put the mother and daughter in, then put in three citizens of Xia City that Xu Huo had just saved, and then said with a troubled face, "It's full."
Container items in the game are a relatively unique existence. They can hold living people and even help players avoid instances for a certain period, but living people entering container items have side effects. Although there is no clear explanation for these side effects under the dimension, the fact that people who enter container items will merge with the item is terrifying enough in itself, so few players try to escape through container items.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that container items need to be held by another person.
Container items are not easy to find either. Xu Huo currently has the "Picture Frame" and "Staff Dormitory." The former can keep a living person alive for thirty days, but can only hold two people. The "Staff Dormitory" has no limit on the number of people, but they can only stay for two hours. Last time in Zone 017, he had to borrow a container item from someone else.
He searched the bounty platform but didn't find a suitable container item. He then sent messages to Nie Xuan, Bai Kou, and Xin Rong to see if he could borrow two.
None of the three replied immediately, so Xu Huo continued forward with the Painting Woman and the contract staff. He wanted to go to the barrier from before to see if the city was still cut off.
The sky gradually darkened, and night is the perfect time for the ghost face hoods to act. For those forced into the restricted zone, this is nothing short of a disaster. On one hand, their vision is limited; on the other, affected by their biological clocks, people become more tired and less energetic at night.
Not to mention ordinary people—even the contract staff from the enforcement team following Xu Huo and the Painting Woman was gradually struggling to hold on. With constant high concentration and dealing with dangers popping up from time to time, two or three hours was enough to exhaust anyone.
"There are more people." Xu Huo looked at the city under the night. Besides some people suddenly running out of a certain alley or a certain door, some people suddenly appeared in trash cans, wardrobes, or even sewers.
This absurd feeling was as if people from two different worlds had unknowingly merged into the same city, and those in it were completely unaware.
For now, he couldn't figure out what was going on with this restricted zone space, but Xu Huo could feel that the longer it went on, the worse the situation would probably get.
From time to time, screams came from near and far. Occasionally, two or three players moved together. Although space defense items were hard to use, attack items could be rotated among everyone. If they had to rely on hand-cutting, they might die from exhaustion, so it was more convenient to use items that could be remotely controlled or automatically attack. However, such items often had usage limits, and ordinary players didn't have many of the same type, so they had to make up for it with numbers.
Xu Huo, who had just come into a windfall, was different. Just the instruments settled from the previous Zone 001 were enough to support him for several hours, not to mention he still had several combat robots.
The instruments flickering with white light flew through the air like meteors, repeatedly knocking away the surrounding hoods. These were A-grade instruments that could adjust attack power. To avoid completely destroying these hoods, Xu Huo deliberately lowered the attack power, just enough to knock the hoods more than ten meters away.
Seven or eight hoods stubbornly followed them as they moved, flashing from front to back, left to right from time to time, floating above the three of them like balloons. Wherever they went, the hoods followed. From a distance, it looked eerie yet absurdly comedic.
Probably because too many people came out at night, the number of ghost face hoods seemed to have decreased. They mostly attacked players, while a few ordinary people managed to hide in narrow places.
"Wait a moment..." A player not far away teleported in front of Xu Huo, but before he could finish speaking, he was knocked back by an invisible force—this wasn't the white flowing light instrument, but a supplementary shockwave instrument, an automatic attack instrument.
Watching the person who was knocked back but tried to approach again, Xu Huo turned his wrist slightly, and the black blade in his hand reflected a flowing cold light under the instrument's illumination. "I'm satisfied with this state right now. Don't come any closer."
The player knocked away the hood that appeared above his head and said hurriedly, "More people make things easier. Why don't we team up? I definitely won't hold you back!"
"More people mean more ghost face hoods. Where you go is your business, but don't get too close," Xu Huo said.
The other party wanted to say something more, but Xu Huo and his group started moving again.
The man looked at the three people protected by at least five or six instruments, his face dark. He wasn't mistaken—the instruments these three were using were probably all A-grade. Many attack items have usage limits and can't be continuously activated, but instruments can. Instruments without set usage conditions can be used until they break. There were only seven or eight hoods around them, and these instruments were enough to protect them. Even if there were places they couldn't cover, the three of them could handle it with a wave of their hands...
Compared to other players who mechanically swung their items again and again, their state was more like taking a walk.
One more person, just one more person, and their instruments would still be enough...
With this mindset, the man followed behind Xu Huo's group. When he opened another ghost face hood, he tried to force his way into the instrument's protection circle, but as soon as he took two steps, a thin line cut across his throat.